Song Mo took a deep breath, suppressing the anger that was surging up in his chest, and calmly said to Wei Tingyu, "Get dressed first before we talk," then turned and left the inner chamber.

  Wei Tingyu's mind was a complete blank.

  He hastily got up and looked for his clothes, but didn't know what hit him and rolled off the bed with a thud.

  Look very disheveled.

  No one could laugh at the thought of Song Mo's cold and stern expression.

  Zhao Zijun was even more frightened, her face turned pale, and she grabbed Wei Tingyu, stuttering and begging: "Lord Hou, we, we didn't do anything..."

  If it weren't for him, how would I have ended up in such a predicament?

  Wei Tingyu felt that the face of this person in front of him was detestable and made him want to vomit.

  He glared at Zhao Zijun fiercely, pushed her away without thinking, mechanically put on his clothes and walked out of the inner room.

  Song Mo Duan sat in the middle hall's taishi chair, leisurely drinking tea.

  Gu Yu sat at his lower position, although holding a cup of tea, a pair of eyes looked at Song Mo for a while, and then looked at Wei Tingyu, with a face full of curiosity.

  Seeing Wei Tingyu come out, Song Mo pointed to the taishi chair opposite Gu Yu and said lightly, "Sit."

  Wei Tingyu didn't dare look at Song Mo, hung his head in shame and sat back down.

  Someone offered him a cup of tea.

  The soup is emerald green and fragrant, which is a good Bi Luo Chun.

  Wei Tingyu muttered a "thank you".

  The man modestly replied "I don't dare".

  Wei Tingyu heard Song Mo shout at that person "Chen He". Said: "You go and call in the personal servant of Lord Hou."

  Chen He was slightly stunned, and responded with a respectful tone, then retreated.

  Wei Tingyu was startled.

  Does this kind of thing have to be shouted out so that everyone knows about it?

  His face turned red and white, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say. Moreover, he was afraid of provoking Song Mo's anger, making him feel uneasy and anxious.

  Wei Tingyu's servant was soon summoned in.

  Song Mo instructed Chen He: "You accompany him to the inner chamber and see if Master Hou has left anything behind."

  Although I'm afraid someone will use Wei Tingyu's things as an article.

  This is for Wei Tingyu's good fortune!

  Gu Yu raised an eyebrow.

  In the past, Tiān Xǐ Gē was cold and distant to everyone. He only helped him and Tiān ēn clean up the mess. He was a dead skin that stuck to them, almost losing his life, Tiān ēn was Tiān Xǐ Gē's younger brother, why did this Wei surname make Tiān Xǐ Gē treat him so well?

  His gaze at Wei Tingyu flashed a hint of cold light, and his face no longer had the look of enjoying the show as before, but gradually became somewhat gloomy.

  Wei Tingyu did not notice Gu Yu's abnormality.

  He looked up at Song Mo with a mixture of surprise and delight, shouting "Young Master". He unconsciously put himself in a subordinate position, using respectful language.

  .

  Is it necessary to be so sloppy?

  But it's just a clever person, what if he slept?

  Just clean up and be done with it!

  So nervous and apprehensive...

  Dou Zhao, Dou Zhao... how did I end up with someone like him?

  He was heartbroken and hard on himself.

  Chen He and Wei Tingyu's servants dragged Zhao Ziyu out of the inner chamber.

  "Your Highness," Chen He said in a low voice, "nothing has fallen."

  That little fellow seeing this array, more or less guessed some of the doorways, was frightened pale, and nodded in agreement with Chen He.

  Zhao Zijun trembled with fear as she knelt before Song Mo, "thud thud thud", continuously knocking her head.

  He didn't dare say another word, let alone shift the blame onto Ji Yong.

  Keep quiet and this matter might be blown over like a fleeting romance, and he would still have his life.

  It started with a poem and evolved into a conspiracy and frame-up.

  Don't say that the young man in front of him, although unfamiliar, exudes an intimidating aura with every move, clearly protecting the Marquis of Jining's youth and won't let him off. Even Ji Yong wouldn't spare him.

  For someone like him, sometimes knowing is also wrong!

  Song Mo didn't even glance at Zhao Zijun, stood up and said lightly to Wei Tingyu: "Let's go!"

  Everyone in the house was somewhat surprised.

  Is that all there is to it?

  No blame?

  No questions?

  Isn't it thundering?

  Is it just going to end like this?

  Wei Tingyu was somewhat at a loss and didn't know what to do.

  Song Mo had already stood up and walked outside.

  Gu Yu followed closely behind Song Mo without looking sideways.

  Wei Tingyu inexplicably let out a sigh of relief and hastily followed him out of the hall.

  Zhao Zijun's whole body went limp and she collapsed to the ground.

  He would rather have the young man hit him and kick him, at least he had vented his temper, now that he walked away without a word, what was waiting for him?

  At this thought, Zhao Zijun's heart moved.

  Didn't Prince Wan Qinghuai rest here yesterday?

  Since that young man was brought by Gu Yu, Wang Qinghua could answer through Gu Yu even if he didn't know him.

  Nowadays, there is no other way but to ask Wang Qinghuai to show up.

  He waited for Song Mo and others to leave the hall, then hurriedly supported the Taishi chair and got up, stumbling from the back door to the courtyard where Wang Qinghua was staying.

  Song Mo stepped out of the hall but stopped in his tracks.

  Under the lush and dense big pagoda tree, two young men stood.

  One was dressed in luxurious attire, rubbing his temples with a listless spirit. The other, although disheveled and pale from a hangover, stood tall with an air of confidence, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light that made it impossible to ignore him, let alone look down on him.

  A sharp glint flashed through Song Mo's eyes.

  That tall and straight young man should be Kiyomiya Akira!

  Only he has such demeanor and temperament.

  Ji Yong hummed coldly in his heart.

  Song Mo, the British public prince.

  A ruthless and brutal young nobleman who kills without batting an eye!

  So what?

  Dare to ruin his business, and he will make sure you can't get away with it!

  He stared straight into Song Mo's eyes.

  Song Mo stood with his hands behind his back.

  One stands under the tree. One stands on the steps, motionless.

  The sky has turned pale purple.

  The big locust tree is filled with the cheerful chirping of small birds.

  The small grass beside the steps is hanging with crystal clear dew drops.

  The fragrance of grass and trees floating in the air makes this early summer morning exceptionally fresh and quiet.

  Following behind Gu Yu, Wei Tingyu didn't expect him to suddenly stop in his tracks. He was caught off guard and almost bumped into Gu Yu's back.

  "What's going on?" He looked up in confusion, saw Ji Yong under the tree and He Yu with his mouth agape, also breaking the serenity of the courtyard.

  Ji Yong heard a burst of laughter and said, "The British Gong Shizi came to drag the Duke of Jining out of Zhao Ziyu's bed before dawn... Is he here to catch an adulterer?"

  A pair of eyes without a hint of smile

  Song Mo's fingertips were slightly cold.

  Wei Tingyu's calculation is indeed a revelation!

  He gazed at Ji Yong, a cold smile spreading from the corner of his mouth: "I heard that Tan Hua Lang and Ji Ning Hou are uncle and nephew, I didn't expect Zhang Tai to bring Ji Ning Hou along. Tan Hua Lang is really interesting!"

  Is Song Mo mocking himself for not having the dignity of an elder brother?

  Ji Yun's mouth slightly curled up, revealing a hint of playfulness. She turned around and plucked a few tender leaves, bringing them to her nose for a sniff.

  On the one hand, he was secretly resentful: there is a road to heaven that you don't take, and you rush into hell where there is no gate. Originally, I just planned to let Zhao Zijun give Wei Tingyu a name for breaking sleeves and peaches, but since you came up unknowingly, don't blame me for not being polite and pulling you in. Let's have a 'thousand Buddha temples meet clever people, competing for the wind and eating vinegar for Jining'!

  "How can it compare to the deep affection and sincerity of the British gentleman towards Duke Jining? I just wonder how Zhao Ziyu is doing now? Hopefully, Duke Jining won't be left with lifelong regret!"

  "Is it?" Song Mo smiled and looked at He Yu from afar, asking in a warm voice, "Young Master He, what did you see?"

  He Yu's face suddenly turned somewhat unsightly.

  No matter whether they are close or far away, he should stand firmly on Ji Yong's side without hesitation.

  What Ke Ji did... Framing others is one thing, but he also dragged Song Mo into this.

  Who is Song Mo?

  The spleen is coming. Even the self-proclaimed protector of the house was killed, and after killing him, he neatly arranged the corpse in the center of the courtyard. His father couldn't help but cover it up when the emperor asked about it... Is it worth dragging someone like Song Mo down just to vent his anger? Moreover, he vaguely felt that Ji Yong's behavior was a bit excessive, as if it wasn't just for venting his anger.

  He Yu hesitated for a moment.

  Gu Yu's lips curled up with a hint of sarcasm, and he said loudly: "I heard that Lord Ji introduced the courtesans from Nanfeng Pavilion to his brother-in-law. I wonder what those old pedants in the Hanlin Academy would think if they knew?"

  Ji Yong gazed at Gu Yu and said disdainfully: "That also depends on who is saying this."

  Scoffing at Gu Yu for being unqualified.

  Gu Yu's face turned red with rage, and his forehead bulged with blue veins. However, he also knew that this situation couldn't be solved by simply hitting someone.

  His hand clenched into a fist and then relaxed, relaxed and then clenched into a fist again, several times, before he felt his mood ease up a bit. He smiled and said, "Lord Ji's words are reasonable, this indeed depends on who is speaking. If it were someone else, those gentlemen would naturally not care, but if it were me..." He grinned and said, "My aunt just told me two days ago to reduce my interactions with those idle young masters who only know how to eat, drink, and gamble. Speaking of which, I was drinking with Lord Ji at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, and we also went together to listen to music at the Thousand Buddha Temple... We can be considered acquaintances, right?"

  Ji Yong gazed up at the sky, feeling infinite contempt.

  The corner of his eye caught a glimpse of Song Mo's smiling face.

  His heart was cold and stern.

  How could he have forgotten his own master and yet quarrel with Gu Yu Dou?

  Gu Yu is just a clown beside Song Mo, and it's not worth winning against him.

  He narrowed his eyes slightly.

  There were chaotic footsteps approaching gradually.

  Everyone's eyes followed the sound and looked over.

  Wang Qinghuai hurried over with two young servants.

  "The Crown Prince," he first bowed to Song Mo, then saluted Ji Yong, "Lord Ji," and said, "It's all a misunderstanding. Zhao Ziyu just saw that Tingyu was drunk and was afraid he would catch a chill, so she helped him rest in her own room, it wasn't what everyone thought... This is a misunderstanding!"

  Ji Yong coldly smiled.

  Song Mo smiled and returned the courtesy to Wang Qinghua, saying: "Since it's a misunderstanding, we'll take our leave first - I invited the Marquis of Jining to ride horses by the moat outside Xuanwu Gate, but he didn't show up... That's why I came looking for him."

  Wang Qinghua looked up at the sky with a pretentious air and smiled, saying: "The sun has not risen yet, Young Master can still make it to Xuanwu Gate in time."

  "May your words be auspicious." Song Mo and Wang Qinghua exchanged a few pleasantries, while Gu Yu accompanied Wei Tingyu as they departed.

  Afterwards, Wang Qing's personal attendant asked him: "Aren't you afraid of offending Lord Ji?"

  Wang Qinghua smiled bitterly: "I've offended Master Ji, I just gave a few more smiles. But if Song Moji is resentful, who knows how he will deal with the Yan'an Hou Mansion."

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  Sisters and brothers, extra update on the 29th!

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